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| Urgent need for a beta. The world is in my way and between work and other stuff I forgot about a ficathon deadline which is tomorrow by the way or rather, Saturday US time and I only have one scene to write but then it will be done but I won't have much time to reread and you should always have a beta anyway and one scene! I can do one scene! And oh! It's Charlie/Oliver from Harry Potter and NC-17.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SOMEONE BETA IT FOR ME! | |
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Okay, so I'm easily amused but this one is amusing! I could use bits of humour and this one gave me many bits!
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| My grandmother died four days ago. I don't much know what else to say after that. I can't cry for some stupid reason. Mostly trying to cheer up my mum and my aunt, at least make them forget themselves a bit. We were expecting it a bit. She had cancer and it was the untreatable kind and it would only have gotten worse for her. She absolutely hated being dependent on anyone and she already had problems walking around.
My grandmother, she was the type of person who could never sit still. She always had projects and work and gardening and all sorts of things on the go. She was making my sister lace curtains for fuck's sake, all because she couldn't just sit and rest. She was going to teach me to make marmalade, because I love it and nobody else cared to learn. This Easter, she checked over everyone's work to make sure it was done right. Who's going to check our Christmas sweets and our Easter cakes next year?
So yeah, my grandmother is dead and I hate saying it and typing it and accepting it. | |
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| Except it's in a car and I do know when I'll be back again ::grin:: Hi! I've had a bunch of coffees today and I'm all bouncy! And how are you, this fine, hot, lovely day? Enquiring minds want to know.
Aaaanway, the subject does have two words right. I'm leaving! For the weekend! For a resort and spa place! Where I shall lounge by the pool and have mucho drinks and get a massage! ME! For the whooooole weekend! ::bounces::
I leave you with a song. Because in five hours I'll be on the road and I'm in that kind of mood.
::clears throat::
Jeremiah was a bullfrog, he was a good friend of mine ::taps the rhythm:: Tap with me folks I never understood a single world he said but I helped him drink his wine
All together now!
Singing jooooooy to the world All the boys and girls now Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea! Joy to you and me! ::bounces off:: | |
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| Just randomly typing because my colleague is home with her sick kid and it's so very quiet in the office and I've been reading and taking paper notes so there's not even the clicking of the keyboard.
Have I mentioned? I'm not happy with complete silence. For some reason it makes the world more urreal, like swimming underwater. There doesn't have to be actual noise, mind you, like I said, clicking of the keyboard is fine.
Am I being weird? I think I'm being weird. Eh, I do well with weird. I blame my sister really, because she's not a very quiet person and when we were growing up we shared a room. Not to mention, she would always practice the piano while I was studying upstairs so I got used to concentrating with noise and now the lack of it is making it hard for me to concentrate for longer than ten minutes.
Also, the little radio is broken.
Blast.
On unrelated, clickety tappity, news, I'm writing a Charlie/Oliver fic and I have no real plot for it. There's the vague outline of one in my head but I'm pretty much typing up scene after scene with no real direction. I usually know how I want something to end and try to take it there but this time I know the beginning and the middle. No idea about how it ends. I'm hoping something will come to be before I get to the actual end.
Must also mention, my niece? DEAR GOD SO CUTE! She said my name yesterday. Well, close to my name. She didn't mean me exactly but I went all excited so she repeated it a couple of times before she just sat there smiling at me and refusing to say it again. A 9 month old baby is laughing at me! Oh, how the mighty have fallen ::strikes tragic pose::
And now I must work some more... ::bigfatsigh::
Using my anywhere-but-here icon because...by a luxury pool, with a cocktail and a nice, tanned poolboy. Shuddup, a girl can dream ::grin:: | |
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| There's a tiny little green witch in my head, riding a broomstick and belting out Defying Gravity
Also, GO BARCELONA! DOWN WITH MAN U(RE)!
And lastly, last night I had the best melted chocolate cake ever. You know which ones I mean, with the melty chocolaty centre? I may have made a happy noise as my friends were openly snickering, but damn if it wasn't absolutely perfect. PERFECT I SAY! | |
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| Question for my British friends! My parents are coming to London and I shall be accompanying them (Dad and I got tickets to see Tottenham play at Wembley! YAY US!). Ahem...anyway, mum wants to either rent a car or book a guided tour and go for an excursion-y type thing.
Any recs? Other than Bath which I want to go to and mum wants to go to so dad gets no choice, I'm open to suggestions. We have five days so we can do overnight or day stuff too. ::grin::
Using my Giles icon since I never get to use it because (a) I'm not english and (b) I don't actually like tea all that much. | |
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| There was a fic which had a summary which was "D'you promise not to tell?" and I haven't read it yet but I am singing this song. I do the doooduuuudooo and everything ::grin:: I should have a singing icon I should, I should. | |
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| ( Grey's )I have nothing to say about Bones except: What the HELL were they thinking?! That was just...ridiculous. Except for the very last line. But that's because I don't like Brennan and would wish her dead except if she did die there would be no more show and I love everyone else. Yes, even the random helper kids (especially Brit Boy and Booth's Buddy). | |
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| The wonderful thing about tiggers, is tiggers are wonderful things! ::bounces off:: | |
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